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Snow falls on the treetops, then gets blown away by the wind, touching my wrist and neck, making my heart race. There's an impulse to cut down the tree. If Fuyi were here... for some reason, I suddenly thought of this person.
If he were here, I could have someone to vent my anger on in recent days. Counting the days, Fuyi has been away from the mansion for over a year. Before, he was the head of the brothel, hiding behind a feather fan, and his proud and aloof demeanor was most captivating.
I often go to the restaurant to listen to him sing, out of interest, I spent a lot of money to bring him into the mansion.
That day, he wrote in the alley:
"Singing the farewell song, making people thin, after this parting, it's better to say goodbye."
The world weeps, the sound of the pipa stops as if wanting to speak.
After Fuyi entered the mansion, I treated him as an honored guest, drinking and making merry, and in all things treating him as my equal.
But day after day, he is seldom happy, playing the pipa and singing, each time worse than the last.
In the end, I was drunk and couldn't bear it, so I beat him up.
I thought that a person of noble character would not endure such humiliation, even if they died of illness, they would not beg.
I didn't expect that after this incident, Fuyi seemed to have changed completely, willingly trying to please me and submitting to me.
And I, too, lost interest in him, so I threw him out of the mansion and sent him to the actors' guild to be humiliated by others.
Looking at him and Yan Zhi now, I think that even a fierce beast in a cage will eventually be tamed.
There were a few noises outside the door, and the imperial physician was summoned by the maidservant.
"Hua Siyan, I have come by order to treat... to treat the prince's illness," I said.
I regained consciousness for a moment and walked out of the door.
"Please, doctor Sun, get up," I said.
I looked at the maidservant, sitting in the grand chair, one hand propped against my ear. I saw the physician furrow his brow, administering acupuncture and medication, sighing repeatedly. " doctor Sun, feel free to speak frankly," I said.
Doctor Sun pursed his lips and wrote a prescription, handing it over with both hands. "For Hua Siyan, the injury is easy to heal, but the accumulated toxins are difficult to treat. If you follow this prescription for a month and drink it three times a day, your husband's accumulated toxins will be reduced by seven or eight." I asked him, "What accumulated toxins? Yan Zhi has never provoked anyone since entering the mansion."
doctor Sun nodded and said, "The poison has penetrated the lungs and affected both eyes. It must have been there since childhood."
"Affected both eyes? Can you really cure his eyes?"
I tore up the prescription and threw it in doctor Sun's face, saying, "You better not talk nonsense."
"Hua Siyan, every word I speak is true! I am willing to use—"
I waved my hand and called out the shadow guards: "Escort the guest out."
The imperial physician was forcibly pulled out by the shadow guards, and I stood in front of Yan Zhi.
"No matter who you are, once you enter my mansion, you are one of mine. I ask you, do you want to heal your eyes?"
Yan Zhi was bare-chested, with doctor Sun applying a layer of murky green herbs to the wound. As he spoke, some of the herbs on his chest were shaken loose and fell apart.
"Master, I am already used to this. There are too many dirty things, it's better not to see them."
"What about me?" I grabbed Yan Zhi's hand and put it on my face. "Don't you want to see what your master looks like?"
Yan Zhi chuckled softly. "The master must be extremely beautiful. Whether I look or not, what difference does it make?"
For some reason, Yan Zhi's words are as cutting as the wind, he's like a dog fighting for survival, using his pitiful behavior as a means to survive.
"That's right. If you weren't blind, I wouldn't have any pity for you either."
I shook off his hand and said indifferently, "In that case, you might as well die of illness immediately, so as not to disgust people with your sores."
Ying Wei waited for me outside the side room. I whispered a few words in his ear and then went back to my bedroom to rest. I owe Yan Zhi a life, and no matter what, I will cure his eyes before taking further action.
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